The Hunt (Live)

Out in the yard cave wires are burning
Can't see too far today, over there
Feel against your skin
Heat comes from nowhere
When the smoke is gone
Something else is standing there
In the time it takes to crawl out of the water
The serpent walks and he speaks
We tend the fire, blood is on the spear
And the pictures on the wall tell the story of the hunt



Credits
Writer(s): William Thomas Emmanuel
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